Sword of Daybreaker

  In fact, Gawain understands the plight of Tarrond very well—not the plight caused by the wasteland after the disaster, but the plight of the dragon race itself.

A race that has been nurtured by Omega for 1.87 million years, and a race that has survived in the cradle for 1.87 million years. Although they have always maintained the most basic observations of the outside world, they have also sent out like Melita Such "agents" have the habit of traveling to other continents, but these limited and high-perspective contacts have little effect on a society that needs normal development. They have long been far away from the normal social order, and there is no progress or no progress. Backward, there is neither pressure nor motivation, just like animals that grow up in a greenhouse, they still have fangs and claws, but they have degenerated to the point where they don’t know how to use them.

  After the cradle collapses, the baby has to learn from crawling-this has nothing to do with how powerful the dragon itself is.

But Tarrond still has his own hope: the "primordial dragons" like Andal have survived, they have past survival experience, and the "new generation" who have been in contact with the outside world like Melita have also survived. They It has the power to change ethnic groups, and as long as these two groups maintain a certain right to speak in the dragon, the revival of Tarrond is just around the corner.

For Gawain, who desperately needs to enhance the overall "disaster resistance" of the world, he is happy to see the revival of Tarrond, and the sooner the better-to put it bluntly, he needs a powerful race like the dragon Help "carry the disaster".

Gawain shook his head and temporarily put these thoughts that were not related to the current situation behind him. He raised his head and looked at Merita, suddenly showing a slightly embarrassing look: "In fact, at first, I was a little hesitant when I said this to you— I am worried that this topic will make you unhappy, and even make you mistakenly think it is some kind of...offense.

  Merita was a little puzzled: "Why do you say that?"

"What happened in Tarrond was a disaster-you have lost too many things. The wasteland is a huge scar for the dragons," Gao Wen sighed, "pack the scars for people to visit and play. "Landscape", even packaging my own cultural traditions into commodities for sale, I don’t know if this is acceptable to the dragons..."

  Merita was quiet for a while, and after a few seconds of silence, she suddenly smiled slightly: "Will it be worse than selling the flesh and bones of my compatriots?"

   Gao Wen: "...?"

"We considered a situation worse than this," Melita smiled. "My friend, the problem that Tarrond is facing now is'survival', not decentness and individual emotion. Let more compatriots survive, in the shortest It’s the greatest honor for us to rebuild our hometown within a period of time. And... I don’t think it’s worth sighing to pack that piece of wasteland into a'landscape', because we never treat the post-war Tarron What kind of "scar" is De regarded as-that is our pride."

Having said this, the Miss Blue Dragon blinked suddenly, and said half-jokingly: "Finally, there is a very important point-this is a good business faster than stealing money. Why not do it? Giant dragons are very greedy for money. ."

"If you have this view, then I would be more relieved," Gawain exhaled softly and smiled, "Then I look forward to seeing Talrond once again glorious day. Oh, yes, I still have something I would like to remind you, although you will definitely pay attention when the time comes-be sure to keep an eye on that tower, especially after more and more foreigners enter Tarrond. The nature of that tower is too dangerous, there are The more intelligent creatures get closer, the greater the risk of leakage, and the intelligent races of Loren Continent have never lacked too vigorous exploration and sacrifice. This has to be prevented."

"Relax, this is now our top priority besides survival-we will first monitor and block the Tower of Upsurge, and then consider the opening of Talrond, and the area that can be opened in the future It is also concentrated in the southeast region of the mainland. Except for the giant dragon, it should be impossible for ordinary people to get close to the tall tower northwest of Tarrond," Melita nodded immediately, and then she frowned slightly, her expression serious. "But only relying on monitoring and blockade is not a long-term solution. In the end, we still have to consider how to completely solve the hidden dangers of that tower..."

   Completely solve the hidden dangers in the polluted tower...

Gao Wen showed a thoughtful expression. At this moment, he recalled his previous conversation with the dragon **** Enya, and thought of some plans that he had come up with at the time, but after a moment of thinking, he still gently Shook his head.

   "We will solve it, but it's too early to think about it... Keep it under surveillance. Both Tarrond and Loren need some time to solve their problems."

"I understand," Melita nodded, and then she looked up at the sky outside the window and stood up, "Then I will leave first-I will write a report on the things you just mentioned and send it back as soon as possible. Tarrond, I think Speaker Andar and Chief Hragor will be very interested in these incredible proposals."

  Merita left-Gawain watched the Miss Blue Dragon disappear in the doorway. After the door of the lounge was closed softly, he withdrew his gaze and looked at Amber, who was rare to stay quiet for a long time.

   "It's not easy... The Dragon Race that was once prosperous was actually forced to this level." He shook his head and sighed softly.

"Indeed, I still remember the glorious looks of their cities and temples..." Amber curled his lips, with a trace of emotion, and then suddenly asked, "But then again, the ideas you just put forward are really...even me. People with rich experience and quick thinking in making money are a little surprised. I thought I had understood your wisdom in doing business, but I didn’t expect you to hide so much?"

   "Your little way of making money..." Gao Wen was a little bit dumbfounded for a while, "Forget it, it's rare that you can look at my thoughts with such a high evaluation of'wisdom'."

"I have always valued your ideas!" Amber said immediately, "But... I really didn't expect you to help Tarrond so hard. The ideas you put forward may indeed be able to get the dragon's economy. A certain degree of recovery, but don’t you worry that this will cause too much wealth in the continent of Loren to flow to the north? All they make are Loren’s money."

"Is there anything to worry about?" Gao Wenhun waved his hand indifferently. In areas involving economic activities, this half-elf's brain is indeed somewhat lacking, "Give them money, and the wealth is valuable when it flows. Having said that, it’s also good for them to earn a little bit more. After all, the alliance’s food aid is temporary. The Dragons themselves should not be willing to accept food'charity' for a long time. After the end of the first aid, we began to export food to Tarrond. By the way, we export various construction machinery. If the dragons are not used to our construction machinery, then we will directly send the construction contractor... According to the situation reported by Cassandra, those dragons who are taken care of by Omega are not very good at using them. Build a house with your own hands."

Having said that, he couldn't help but touched his chin, and thought quickly: "This way, their tourism industry may not be enough... You have to think of a way to expand and expand other industries, or look at them. What else is willing to sell..."

  Amber was stunned when he heard: "..."

   Gao Wen noticed her appearance and couldn't help asking: "So suddenly this expression?"

"...Sometimes I really don’t know if you are a great hero or a terrible conspiracy," Amber sighed. She always said something in her heart in front of Gawain, "You are doing your best to take this world Move forward, but count everyone on one side, even those you are trying to help... Isn't this contradictory?"

Gawain did not expect that she would suddenly think of this. He seemed a little surprised, but quickly shook his head with a light smile: "This is not a contradiction-because everything in this world is so complicated and chaotic that it cannot be easily defined. We do not No one lives in a black and white world, so there is no absolute hero and absolute right in this world."

  Speaking, he suddenly sighed slightly, and there seemed to be more things in his expression that made Amber feel incomprehensible.

"I and everyone are actually the same-we have to live in this world and do some things we have to do, many of which are not decent or glorious enough. As Matilda said, I may not be able to become a'saint', but if I can, I do hope that this world can be better... at least so that people in future generations do not have to face many choices like today."

  "Choose..." Amber looked at Gawain seemingly, then sighed, and muttered as if talking to himself, "Ah, I didn't think I was so tired before."

  ……

  Under the night on the edge of the wasteland, the changes in this world are slowly brewing, and the lights in the rooms of many hotels are on until late.

Many smart minds worked late into the night on this day. Many decisions and plans that may affect future generations gradually took shape on this night. Perhaps the most intelligent and powerful people in the world gathered in such a small border town. All night thinking, discussion, observation, feedback...In the end, everything was swallowed by the quiet night and sky full of stars.

  And when the huge sun rose again the next day, and the brilliant corona enveloped the earth, the representatives of various countries once again came to the oath stone ring-everyone looked full of spirits and high spirits.

Under the silver banner on a green background that symbolizes the elven empire, the Silver Empress Belcetia stood by the quaint stone table, her eyes slowly sweeping across the audience, and then said in a soft and prestigious tone: "I hope last night The rest made everyone really regain their energy, because we still have to face a battle of mind and energy today-including many days after that."

"We continue with the unfinished agenda yesterday," she continued after a short pause. "After a night of consideration, you must have fully understood the meaning and long-term impact of the'Alliance', and conducted thorough negotiations within the team. ——Next, today’s first item: vote for all members to vote for the establishment of the "Mortal Civilized Community Alliance". This voting will be conducted in public. You can vote by touching the runes on the stone table. Please pay attention to yes and no And the mark of abstention."

Under the banner of Tarrond, Melita took a breath. She saw that the stone table in front of her was already lit up with the brilliance of runes, and three eye-catching marks had emerged from the pristine stone surface. Below the imprint, the meaning of each is marked with human lingua franca, dragon language and elven language.

  She felt her heart beating--it belonged to the flesh and blood, and it has been with her heart since she hatched out of the shell. It beating very powerfully at this moment.

  Without any hesitation, Melita placed her hand on the rune that represented her approval.

In the next second, she heard a slight buzzing sound coming from behind and above her. Following her reputation, she saw the surface of the majestic and towering stone pillars behind her suddenly glow with a slight streamer, and then, that side continued from the top of the stone pillars. The huge flag that was hanging down quickly turned into a striking halo, and the originally dark fabric revealed a texture that seemed to be cast.

Immediately afterwards, similar magical fluctuations also came from all over the venue-Miss Lan Long subconsciously raised her head and saw that the flags of the oath stone ring were lit up on one side, and the emblems that symbolized the mortal kingdoms were in magic. Brighten one by one during infiltration.

  All the recording devices at the scene are in operation, and this scene is engraved in the photo crystal.

  Finally, the flags of the three empires were also lit.

  Over the entire oath stone ring, all the flags are soaked in a solemn light.

Gao Wen slowly removed his hand from the voting rune, with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth—the voting session at this moment is that he, Rosetta, and Bersetia have discussed and designed it in person. After all, it is meaningful for such a game. For major meetings, each link requires a certain sense of ritual. This is not a meaningless "showcase". In a sense, this "sense of ritual" is actually a part of enhancing the cohesion and sense of identity of the new organization. .

   "The unanimous vote passed..." Behind Gao Wen, Amber whispered softly.

Gawain looked at the Silver Queen, who also cast his sights on him. After a simple eye contact, he stood up and said in a solemn and steady voice: "Then, I now declare,'The Alliance of Mortal Civilization Community 'Formally established today-the destiny of mortal nations are connected, and from today onwards we will advance and retreat together. May we unite and face the tomorrow of all of us together.

  "At the same time, the "Charter of the League of Mortal Civilization Community" will take effect immediately from this moment, the legitimacy of the membership of the member states and the legitimacy of the regime will take effect immediately, and the responsibilities, rights, and conventions of countries stipulated in the charter will take effect immediately from this moment.

  "According to the Charter, the Cecil Empire, Typhon Empire, and Silver Empire, as the co-founders and initial callers and organizers, will become permanent members of the alliance immediately, and the corresponding rights, responsibilities and obligations will take effect immediately...

  "According to the Charter, all countries...

   "Now we enter the oath..."

  The majestic voice echoed in the oath stone ring. After the solemn reading and the joint oath of the leaders of the three countries, all the representatives in the stone ring rose at the same time, repeated the oath and applauded to celebrate.

  Today is Cecil's 3rd year, and also Gondor's 2490 year-on the 26th of the Moon of Recovery, the boldest of all Gawain's grand plans has finally come true.

  The world is still not monolithic, but it finally ended the era of fragmentation. At least in name, all mortals finally stood on the same front.